only slightly less antisocial

breakfast was excellent. i was horrified to learn *just* how amazing karnaf's snowboard trip went, and i really hope i can join in for the next one. i really hope it'll be similar, too :)

a long, complete breakfast, an interesting chat and then an introduction to the kindle by one of the other patrons that turned into an interesting aside on moby dick and then another on the iliad rounded off the morning.

after lunch i stopped by the irish member of ze germans, just to say hi and then carry on home to hang up laundry and put on shorts. i then met up with urchin and we missioned around, disappointing passers-by when we didn't do anything more interesting than take photos of me. some sort of focus technique she needed to try. apparently it worked, but i wasn't totally blown away.

karnaf called me to tell me that frisbee was on, so i started walking in the direction of the park. i must have been about two hundred metres from the entrance to the park when he called to say that they were done (i'd begun on the other side of the city). almost immediately afterwards, one of my co-workers called me to say that he and his girlfriend would be rollerblading at the sportec, so i walked home, strapped on my blades and headed out.

i'd promised myself the last time not to travel on the right side of the road - the roadworks ensured that sand got into my wheels :(
on the other hand, i ran into an old friend, which was a pleasant couple of minutes before i carried on.

i enjoy teaching - especially when the people i'm teaching make an effort. also, while they were practising what i'd been explaining i messed around with the kinds of things i used to before my accident*, which i rather enjoyed - and only once almost hurt myself (miscalculated landing).

* once upon a time, going down avenue st. bartholemew almost from the top and having a car stop neatly in front of me between a wall and a streetlamp pole, so i couldn't go around after i'd accumulated some serious speed (probably around 60km/h**) - shouting "GET OUT OF MY ROAD!" didn't help, but i was fortunate to spot a side-road that i'd never noticed before.

unfortunately, the side-road was steep and narrow, and my wheels couldn't hold the angle. i slid for a few metres on my right thigh before hitting the curb and coming to an abrupt and painful stop, sans a goodly-sized chunk of thigh muscle. of course, the bastard whose fault it was (he didn't have to stop, and certainly not *right there*) just drove on, while some friendlies in the neighbourhood came to help out.

for weeks i couldn't walk properly (although rollerblading was fine), but i never regained the confidence to do silly things until recently.

** a friend with a speedometre checked us on a downhill once. i thought maybe i'd confused the numbers, but i just read that it's possible to go up to 50km/h on a straight, so it may have been even more (it's a steep road).

we missioned to ze sushi, and in addition to spending a fun evening together i managed to strike a deal with the sushi chef; we'll see if things fall into place or not, but the plan is to join him with cross-style training. it's a less intimate version of mixed martial arts :P

after coming home and showering, i finally managed to sort out the troublesome door handle in the bathroom and prepped a tennis ball for tomorrow's gift. it's now late enough that i'm not going to get enough sleep, so here's a couple of moments from the past hour or so of messing about online:

the first term to make me laugh in a while: immaculate congestion

my response to a mail entitled "how ironic...":
it's not often that i get to type "define:irony", but here your usage is incorrect AND is directed towards more than one person.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irony

just so you all know - there's not one instance of actual irony in alanis morisette's song - which makes it a delightfully ironic (albeit accidentally) song.

how's this video for putting this week in perspective?